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October 19, 2000
``Ska sucks!``
Heh, suddenly Propaghandi popped into my head as I was loading LiveJournal. Its brightened my mood, for a moment. Today's just been one of those days - extending from last night being one of those nights... Oi.
Yesterday:
Work was fine, and all that. At 4 Kathryn showed up, and told me that she had decided to take the entire day off of school (more or less because she woke up late). So we went over to Sears and bought some jeans, and a bottle of Drakkar Noir for myself (I'm so in love with that scent... ::MELT::). Then we went to Mervyns for girly shtuff... Heh. I wanted some new clothing for Vegas. Sue me. Plus, that morning, I had been dying to use some Ck-One, or Obsession, but then remembered that I had none left, thanks to ### taking them both up to Pheonix House, so that he didn't smell like cigerettes after his breaks. After getting home, we started cleaning and some shit, but ### kept calling; and ended up getting me really upset. He thought that the new tenant in #9 was to be our replacement. So, I called Mom and talked to her. Talked a bit about that, some about Vegas, and more about nothing in particular. The night rather declined from there; ending up talking to Chris, and Scott leaving because 1) I wasn't giving him my attention, and 2) his sister is staying with him, and he didn't want to be rude by going into another room and shutting the door to talk to me on the phone. ::Le`Sigh!::
Today:
I got up early today, and cleaned up the place. Later, when ### woke up, he heard Mitch outside and went to talk with him. His suspicions were partially correct - Mitch is bringing in someone else (though he didn't say so, in so many words. Just that there would be a big change), but no, #9 wasn't this person. So, now we're scoping out new places to either move to, or manage. Ugh, and its not looking good.
Work ... well, was work. Jeremy was his usual, charming self. ::Snickers:: Actually, I leaned into the window and he turned his music down, so I gave him a look and asked why he did that. He asked if I was listening to it, and I nodded. So he goes to turn it back up, and at the same time says, "Well, I was going to ask you something." So my eyes lit up, and I told him to ask. LOL He asked me out, again. This is like the third time. I said I couldn't, but I would like to. Ryan said that I should have said rather than the fact that I was with someone, but said that my reason was "6 foot 5" LoL Not quite, but he had a good point. I must have been walking around with the "cat who are the canary" grin on my face for awhile. LoL Its just flattering as Hell, so have someone asking you out. ::Nodding:: Sadly, I think Ryan and I drove past him, when he was bringing me home. I kept checking in the sideview mirror. LOL Oiii..... I mean, its not like there that many forest green with tan ragtop '98 (or so) Mustangs driving around El Cajon. ::Snickers:: Welp, I got home, and the print I won in an eBay auction was here. Yay, yay! Its soooo beautiful. ``Dark Ivory`` by Joseph M. Linsnser; signed and numbered 410 out of 500.
Anyways ... I should get going. The cleaners are going to be here shortly to clean the couch cushions. Not bad, only took almost a week....::Grrs, was being sarcastic:: And I'm still trying to find Johnathan's obituary. Tracy found it in the paper today, but its not yet archived on Union Tribune's site. The obituaries aren't released until they're archived, unless it was someone big. Or so it seemed. ::Sighs:: Well ... ::Scoots!::
Filed into Old Journal - LJ on October 19, 2000 07:31 PM.